"Son, what's wrong with you? Son, don't scare me." Following Mother Zhou's cry, doctors and nurses rush in and wheel Zhou Yi into the CT room.
Twenty minutes later, the doctor points to a shadow on the wall: "According to the image, the patient's spinal cord has been compressed, leading to..."
"What are you saying? You're saying my son can't stand up anymore?" After hearing what the doctor said, Father Zhou fiercely grabs his collar, his face filled with anger.
"Please don't get agitated, family members of the patient. This might be temporary."
The doctor looks unfazed. He has seen so much of this that he isn't afraid.
"Temporary? But that still means he can't stand up." Father Zhou cannot hear anything else at this moment. All he knows is that his son can't stand up anymore.
Mother Zhou collapses. If it weren't for Zhou Ke Qing supporting her, she would've fallen to the floor.
